In the city of Jiangbei, within the mansion of the first affluent family, the Lan family.

A little girl aged five or six hid in a corner, painstakingly dialling a number with trembling hands.

"Are you...are you my dad, Nie Chen? I... I'm Yao Yao, please come...come save Yao Yao….”

"Dad… they want to take away Yao Yao’s heart, and they've locked mom up!"

Simultaneously, at the peak of Kunlun.

Within a grand hall.

Nie Chen, who was initially engrossed in delivering a lecture, answers an unfamiliar call.

Hearing the voice of the little girl crying on the phone, the tone of urgent anxiety, Nie Chen's eyes are filled with bewilderment.

"Little girl, did you dial the wrong number?"

"My name is Nie Yao, my mom's name is Tang Yun Shuang, you...you are my dad, Nie Chen, aren't you?"

"Tang Yun Shuang?"

Boom…!

Hearing this name, Nie Chen's mind is struck like thunder.

Six years, it's been six long years since he last heard this name.

In an instant, all the memories that he had buried deep within his heart surged up like a deluge.

"Little brat, you dare secretly make a call?"

Suddenly, a curse came through the phone.

Next came a resounding "slap," suggesting that a little girl had been struck on her face?

"Who dares to lay a finger on my daughter? Who is it!!?"

This time, Nie Chen could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Boom!

In an instant, the mahogany podium in front of Nie Chen was reduced to dust.

One could see Nie Chen, his face tinted with anger, storm out of the classroom.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The dozens of disciples seated below all rose to their feet at the same time.

Each of them had a prestigious background.

There were lords who ruled territories, invincible war gods of Da Hua, the richest man in Da Hua who could rival a nation, a peerless divine healer known for rejuvenating the dead, and the head of the world's strongest assassin group, known as the God of Death, Yama.

However, all these individuals were direct disciples of Nie Chen.

Originally, today was the day Master would preach and pass on his teachings, but what could have happened that suddenly filled the Master with such tremendous anger?

"Someone come quickly!"

At the moment, a man donned in an army-green overcoat, his shoulders bearing the five-star insignia, the War God of Great China, Long Ba Tian, hollered in rage: "Prepare the military aircraft for our respected teacher immediately, issue my military order, have the one hundred thousand Flying Tigers on standby urgently, instruct all Black Hawk fighter jets, armored vehicles, and tanks to mobilize immediately, ready to be dispatched by the revered Teacher at any moment!" Having said this, Long Ba Tian raced off too.

"Damn it!"

At this juncture, a strongman who ruled over a certain nation also cursed angrily, gritting his teeth: "Dare to provoke my Teacher, bully the Teacher's wife and my junior martial sister, immediately issue the orders, call in all fifty thousand mercenaries from the border, we will exert the full force of the nation if needs be, to ensure that the person who has infuriated the respected Teacher will meet a grave without a burial!"

"All disciples of the Medicine King Valley, on my command, descend from the mountain immediately, whether from the Sage Doctor Sect or the Five Poison Sect, everyone pour out of the mountain nest. Anyone who upsets the Teacher is the greatest enemy of the Sage Doctor Sect!!"

"All members of the Yama Gate, on my command, drop whatever tasks you're dealing with and come to assist our Teacher, that's right, all transactions are to be halted, regardless of the costs!!"

"Issue my order, immediately mobilize the Tengfei Group, nine trillion in assets, under the control of my teacher!!"

"Pass the order, immediately contact all martial brothers, tell them, the Teacher is about to descend from the mountain!!"

At this moment, in the Blue Family's private residence.

A little girl around five or six years old was tied up on a chilling operating table.

The young girl was thin and petite, her pale face filled with terror, tear marks still adorning her eyes.

She pleaded helplessly, "After you draw my blood, can you let me and my mother go?"

Beside the operating table was a single soft bed.

Lying on top was a boy around seven or eight years old, pale-faced, being held in a nurse's arms.

Lan Guangfei sneered coldly: "Who would’ve thought that Tang Yun's bastard child would also possess Panda Blood!"

In order to save their son, they forcibly used the little girl as a human blood bank.

Every time the boy's body was feeble, Lan Guangfei commanded people to take a large amount of fresh blood from the little girl.

After several days, the little girl's body became weaker and paler.

She was almost four years old, but she looked like a two-year-old infant!

Yet, Lan Guangfei still looked at the little girl with indifferent eyes, stating matter-of-factly,

"You should know, my son was born with congenital heart failure. He needs to replace his heart with a healthy one to survive. Unfortunately, it's very difficult to find a complete heart that matches his panda blood type."

"Especially to find a heart of the same size and panda blood type, it's even harder than reaching the sky!"

"But now that we have you, this illegitimate child, it's as if you are a healthy heart prepared by the divine for my son!"

"Professor Chen, continue to drain her blood, and then...immediately perform a heart extraction!!”

After Lan Guangfei finished speaking, his face turned ghastly like a demon from hell.

"Drain more, after all, this is the last time. My son's body will definitely be weak after the surgery. At that time, he will be able to receive timely replenishment."

"Okay."

A middle-aged doctor with glasses standing nearby responded, devoid of expression.

He immediately took an empty blood bag and started drawing blood from the little girl again.

Soon, the fresh blood in the syringe was drawn out.

The little girl's face was full of pain, but she still gritted her teeth without crying out.

The already pale face became even more ghastly.

Gradually, the amount of fresh blood in the bag had reached five to six hundred milliliters, already exceeding the blood donation standards for adults.

However, not only did Professor Li not stop, he changed to a new blood bag and continued the blood extraction.

Before long, this bag was filled again.

"It hurts, it hurts so much! Doctors, please stop..."

The little girl tried hard to open her eyes, helpless as she looked at Lan Guangfei and pleaded with a helpless expression:

"Yaoyao feels so uncomfortable, please let me and mom go."

Clear as day, the three-and-a-half-year-old Yaoyao had no knowledge of her impending fate.

She only thought that once the blood was taken, she could go home with her mom.

"Heh, heh!" Laughed Lan Guangfei. "As death approaches, you still hope to return home, once your heart is carved out, will go find this cheap person, Tang Yunshuang, and make her taste my rage!"

Suddenly, Lan Guangfei, with a ferocious expression, ordered: "Professor Li, begin!"

Professor Li nodded and picked up a scalpel.

"Doctor, Yaoyao... is scared…" Seeing the sharp scalpel shining with a chilling light under the lamp, coupled with Professor Li's cold eyes, Nie Yaoyao was immediately filled with terror.

She began to struggle feebly and pleaded desperately to Lan Guangfei: "Yaoyao is scared, please take me to my mom! Yaoyao misses her mom…!"

Yet, Blue Light Fly merely regarded her with cold indifference.

Instead, he lavished attention upon the boy next to him, his face replete with affection. "Good son, don't be scared. Once the surgery is over, you'll be able to live a normal life, one that lasts a hundred years."

"Okay." The boy weakly spat out a word, his eyes filled with excitement as he looked at his father.

He pointed at Nie Yao urgently, "I want her heart...quick...dig it out...replace mine with it..."

Suddenly, the surgical knife sliced open Nie Yao’s chest.

"It hurts! What...what are you doing...it hurts, Yao Yao is in so much pain!"

Fresh blood flowed from the wound immediately, the excruciating pain causing Yao Yao to shout out in agony.

On her pallid little face, beads of sweat trickled down. She wanted to struggle, but her body was magnetically clamped onto the operating table, unable to move.

"Dad! Hurry up and save Yao Yao...Yao Yao is in pain..."

"Mom, help me! Dad, Dad, where are you?"

Her chest ached terribly. With the loss of a considerable amount of blood, Yao Yao quickly fell into a semi-conscious state.

At this moment, how Nie Yao wished to see her mother once more, and that father she had never met!